A friend is the other,

to whom your thoughts wander,

whose existence brings delight.

A friend speaks of the untold,

without changing the way you dress,

you need not behind your mask hide.

A friend is a companion,

whose voice sings of a peaceful sea,

whose silent presence fulfils your wish.

For a friend loves you,

unconditionally, and

love nurtures a sharpness of the eye. 

Published in: on 02/12/2015 at 8:30 PM  Leave a Comment  

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